now and then is a good thing.
a whitening
snow,
waist deep.
something to stop the cars
and trains.
the planes.
something to silence
the rhetoric
for a while.
to quiet the phone,
the tv.
to let us regroup and do
nothing,
but eat and sleep,
make love,
and read.
a quiet respite,
a calm to lie in and
to not talk about
the world at large,
the world
beyond the plows.
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